Regarding the fact that he likes to answer Hoshino Fujiko’s questions with rhetorical questions, it’s not entirely because Aoi Keisuke likes to tease his own president, but it’s also to avoid her possible psychic ability.
——Of course, it’s okay to say it’s an excuse.
Aoi Keisuke finished reading the chapter he planned to read today, put the book in his bag, and then made a constructive suggestion to his president.
"How about we take a look at Komatsu Ai?"
"?"
Hoshino's expression first turned to confusion, then to disgust.
"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't follow her by myself." Qing Keisuke defended: "I just installed a surveillance camera for her. Even if I want to blame her, I can only blame the president for not going with me, right?" p>
Hoshino Fujiko's eyes were sharp, and she said coldly: "Are you playing tricks on me?"
"What are you doing?" Qing Guijie asked in confusion.
Hoshino Fujiko:……
She was speechless.
It’s just that I suddenly feel that Qing Keisuke’s face is particularly hateful!
Qing Keisuke realized that Hoshino Fujiko didn't care about Komatsu Ai's safety at all, but only cared about whether he was being observed.
But fortunately, he doesn't care at all, so - long live understanding.
"Just tell me whether you want to watch it or not!"
"Isn't it natural for you to report to me when club activities are progressing?" After adjusting his emotions, Hoshino opened the book on the table again and asked in a casual tone.
Qing Keisuke discovered that his own president also liked to answer his own questions with question marks.
But I don’t know if it’s to confront myself.
He shrugged nonchalantly and waved his hand, casting a thin curtain of light in front of the two of them.
Hoshino's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he was very suspicious that Qing Keisuke had also installed a surveillance camera on himself.
Qing Keisuke adjusted the light screen and connected it with the gray fog spirit's field of vision. The first scene that appeared in front of the two of them was Komatsu Ai practicing trumpet in the wind section.
Melodious music sounded on the other side of the club building, faintly coming from the window.
Hoshino glanced at Qing Keisuke.
"Don't be anxious, the main thing is to see what Xiao Songai did last night."
Qing Keisuke stretched out his finger and tapped it, further recalling the image stored in the gray fog spirit and projecting it onto the light screen.
——Originally, he wanted to put the picture directly on the TV, but he still didn’t understand the conversion between spirituality and TV signals.
He skipped some unimportant scenes, including but not limited to Komatsu Ai having dinner with her family members, taking a shower and changing clothes, and putting on makeup to go out.
The last scene pauses as Komatsu Ai throws herself into the arms of a young man.
"Well..."
Aoi Keisuke and Hoshino Fujiko glanced at each other subconsciously, and then President Hoshino became annoyed because of his inexplicable tacit understanding with Aoi Keisuke.
"What is this?" Qing Keisuke asked.
Hoshino Fujiko looked at the man on the screen again and felt a little familiar.
She took out the notebook that Aoi Keisuke had recorded before and looked through the names on it to confirm that Komatsu Ai had not included this man.
After a while, she suddenly remembered where she had seen this person. She said, "This is Kamizumi Yuki, a private high school student in Jimbo River."
Seeing that Keisuke Aoi's eyes were very gossipy, she could only sigh and continue to explain: "Last year, he led the Jimbogawa Ensemble Department to win the gold medal in the national competition, and was directly invited to attend the Tokyo University of the Arts. He became famous and was
The media hailed him as a 'genius trumpeter once in a century'."
Only then did Qing Keisuke realize that even Hoshino Fujiko had heard about it. It seemed that he was indeed a super high school-level celebrity.
"Is there a possibility that Senior Ai Komatsu is in a relationship with this genius?"
"It's obvious."
Even Fujiko Hoshino didn't know this secret. Looking back on it - after Komatsu Ai captured Yuki Kamizumi, he was still thinking about Keisuke Aoi. To a certain extent, he can be regarded as a master among masters.
She became interested again, pointed at the light screen with her slender white fingers, and mocked: "Is she treating you as a spare tire?"
"Oh, this is too much!"
Qing Keisuke showed a sad face that was about to burst into laughter.
Hoshino Fujiko looked at his expression and had the urge to punch him.
"Are you going to use her?"
"Why not?" Qing Keisuke leaned back on the chair leisurely: "Everyone takes what they need."
A slight smile appeared on Hoshino Fujiko's lips after hearing this. Although Aoi Keisuke did not answer directly, she had already gotten the real answer she wanted from his heart, and she thought she had caught one of Aoi Keisuke's weaknesses.
——Arisukawa Asuka!
The picture on the light screen began to change. The frame rate of the "video recording" of the Spirit of Gray Mist was not high and the picture was often incoherent, but fortunately it did not affect viewing.
Ai Komatsu and Yuki Kamiizumi naturally went out on a date in the evening, but Aoi Keisuke simply moved forward.
"Huh?"
Not long after, he suddenly stopped again.
In the picture, the senior sister has already entered a small private apartment with the genius, and it seems that she is ready to have a good time.
Hoshino Fujiko's dagger-like gaze scratched his face, thinking that Aoi Keisuke had gone so far as to put something disgusting in front of her.
"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Qing Keisuke asked her to be calm and adjusted the picture to key places through careful operation.
Komatsu Ai took out a trumpet from the cabinet in the apartment and began to ask Yuki Kamizumi about his trumpet techniques.
This...
Hoshino Fujiko couldn't help but blink.
"President, what were you thinking about just now?" Qing Keisuke asked innocently.
She opened her lips slightly, trying to explain something, but in the end she held it back.
"Boring!"
"Huh?" Qing Keisuke was stunned for a moment. Although he quickly understood what Hoshino Fujiko meant, he still deliberately teased: "Of course, they also did it later, and they also pioneered a new way to play the trumpet. I'm sure
It's not... boring. Does the president like to see this kind of thing?"
Hoshino Fujiko quickly took out a silenced pistol and fired a shot at him.
"As expected of a monkey, sexual harassment is also handy."
Qing Keisuke grabbed all the bullets with his fingers as usual, but unexpectedly discovered that this time they were just ordinary brass bullets.
Throwing the intact metal bullet onto the desk, the hot bullet made a clanging sound.
Then, he reached out and stirred up a gust of breeze to remove the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.
"President, why don't you use toys like this to pollute the air in the activity room?" Qing Keisuke said helplessly: "And you said that studying music is boring."
"What I said should be you, right?" Fujiko Hoshino said sarcastically.
"Really?"
Qing Keisuke nodded calmly, indicating that he understood.
He looked at the notebook on the Western-style desk. In the lower right corner of the third page, there was a paragraph he wrote there:
"The so-called starlight,
The coldest to the bone,
It is also the brightest and most moving."
Now, next to those three sentences, there is another paragraph written in handsome handwriting:
"When the stars fall,
People are praying sincerely."
So he reached for the notebook, took out the signature pen from his bag, and wrote next to it:
"The moonlight is cold and changeable,
It's better than a shooting star flying toward me."
After thinking about it, I crossed out this paragraph again and added four words with a smile: